Her smile No longer Lit up The room I don’t know if I no longer Saw it Or she hid it from me. Whatever made us happy No longer Made us happy together We began arguing Over the trivial No longer Making up with laughter…

Day begins with the blank slate all things are possible. morning ablations, meditations, stretch of the body the mind needs to settle, dogs need to walk, neighbor’s fat chickens proudly strutting and i have made myself a promise only I will know if I will…

I am here alone and it is twilight – shadows creep up the walls to meet me and clouds pass above me in the sky. This, perhaps, is where I was meant to be: yesterday, today, tomorrow. This, perhaps, is where the end begins. Now…

Words are my medium. And melodies. Color and composition are yours. We’ve always been two sides of a canvas, a piece of paper, Two voices in a song, harmonizing, but after all these years, I’ve learned to see– the way the colors fit, the way…

Sense of an Ending The end, when it came, Had the sense of an ending, Something changing but unsure If real or imagined for so long. The end was with a cautious step, Not a leap forward. No big parties, Fireworks, public holidays. A small…

Bare belonging   A conflict beyond this oscillating world of pleasure and sorrow, Everyone is able to hear my scream when I’m happier but not when I’m lamenting. My inner voice has been superseded by fear.. Fear of experiencing existence. Yet I’m    l   …

too many times, or perhaps not enough times, I have crafted a new veneer for this life, for my persona, after all tomorrow is another day, and another, and still more. new beginnings collected in a firefly jar of wishes to not be me. shadow…

It is 9am and I have just finished my meal and the first of two coffees I am energized now and ready for the day I am ready for all that will come my way what will the day bring who knows today a new…

Bittersweet moments, of a time in a hospital, the thoughts of freedom-   felt vicariously through a staff person when he leaves- he can buy a creamy,   sugary coffee; he can peruse through the books of a library,   at the new bookstore; he…

Friendship Poem 1   Friendship of seven years -shadows How awesome this felt when I- beckon Lasting walks in the park with -me She felt like she was in love with -i   Never give up on a friendship you- want The clouds in the…